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#smallstories@lauraritchie@tdorey@clhendricksbc An unlikely spot for teen meltdown: A county fair oxen pull. Slender build, maybe 16, she led, her father behind the team to hook it to the sled. She was struggling -- nervousness, then embarrassment -- to get the team to mind. She swatted, yelled, pushed; the oxen grew more annoyed. Suddenly: "I KNOW, DAD," she yelled. The 3rd time, they pulled the distance. Outside the ring, father, softly: "You have to get them to want to pull." She withdrew.